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Although it was a faint glance, he seemed to be facing thousands of troops, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Jing Yao turned around again, walked forward, and said calmly: "If you have this leisure, it is better to cultivate more, don't always care about hoping for others, only if you have strength, you will be respected by others." ”

The people on both sides were thoughtful and did not continue to argue. There was no agreement, they all separated from each other and left with their heads down.

Jing Yao glanced back and smiled.

The fifteenth class of three years was also talking to each other in twos and threes, and when they saw Jing Yao coming in, they swarmed him, and they surrounded him for a while.

You say a word, I say a word, talking about how to win this small competition.

Jing Yao's heart is complicated, and he is very reluctant to give up these energetic students, but there is a feast in the world. The avenue ahead has been paved for them, and Jackie Chan is all up to him. It doesn't make much sense for him to stay, not to mention that he still has a lot of responsibilities on his shoulders.

"Today is my last lesson, and a lesson to test your results. In a while, I will go to the fifth cultivation ground to welcome the students from the two countries who have come from afar, and Jackie Chan and Phoenix will see the day and the night. Even though he was reluctant, Jing Yao still opened his mouth lightly.

The students of the fifteenth class of the third year were stunned for a moment, and looked blankly at the teacher who had not been with each other for a long time. All of them had red eyes, and some of the students were emotional, and even shed tears.

Shen Manni remembered the first meeting with Jing Yao, and the scenes in her mind were presented in front of her eyes: "My name is Jing Yao, your teacher, the only teacher, and your cultural classes and swordsmanship classes will be handed over by me in the future." I believe that one day you will willingly keep this name in your heart and remember it in the deepest part."

Now I still remember vividly, the initial suspicion, and the later slow trust. His words are not much, but they all contain deep meanings, and in just one month, she has already remembered Jing Yao in the deepest place.

The little mouse had red eyes and said reluctantly: "Teacher, I used to be timid and cowardly, and I had almost no friends. You are the one who gave me a new lease of life, and you can't stay for us."

The fifteenth class of three years is begging Jingyao to stay, and there is a kind of love that is difficult to give up.

Jing Yao's eyes were confused, he sighed lightly, and said: "Life is always full of gathering and dispersing, and there is no short parting, how can there be the joy of getting together." What's more, now you have become a dragon and a phoenix. The teacher believes that you can walk the rest of the way. However, I still have a piece of advice: the road of life, temptation, and desire are often accompanied, and you must think carefully and act carefully. ”

The students nodded tearfully.

The fifth cultivation ground, shoulder to shoulder, is unprecedented.

Under the leadership of the teachers of each class, the teams are arranged in an orderly manner.

This time, there were not many students from the two countries, and the two vice presidents who led the team were only more than a dozen people, which made Zi An Guo angry. They clearly looked down on Jonny College.

The vice president of Fengchen College, the vice president of Fengwu Academy, and Zi Anguo consulted with each other to discuss the topic of the competition.

The three of them argued endlessly, and they all fought for the favorable side of their college. It's a pity that they are all old foxes who have lived for half their lives, how can they not understand each other's intentions.

After a quarter of an hour, there are no good conclusions. The vice president of Fengchen Academy frowned and said, "Why don't we each come up with a question from each of the three parties, do you think it's okay?"

The vice president of Fengwu Academy was stunned for a moment and asked, "What if we each win a question?"

The vice president of Fengchen Academy smiled indifferently and said: "This possibility is very small, we have an all-rounder like Deng Xiaoxu, I am very relieved." If that happens, we can discuss it again."

The vice president of Fengwu Academy was angry and said: "As long as you have Deng Xiaoxu, our Fengwu Yan Ji will not be bad, and the old man also agreed."

The country of information security blows its beard and stares, and it is really a weak country without diplomacy. He hadn't spoken yet, and the two of them had agreed on a conclusion.

The three parties consulted again to decide on the content of the competition.

Fengchen Academy competed in swordsmanship, Fengwu Academy competed in piano skills, Zi Anguo was sullen, thinking about the strengths of Zhongni Academy, and even chose a debate.

The vice presidents of the two faculties glanced at each other, and one of them said, "Since it is a debate topic, the topic should be up to us."

The two discussed for a while, and the vice president of Fengchen College said: "Let's have a simple debate, one is good, two is good, or how good."

The three-way lottery was drawn, and the one drawn by Fengchen Academy was one good, and the Zhongni College was the second best. How good is the rest of the phoenix dance.

At the beginning of the debate competition, the three parties went back and forth and engaged in fierce competition.

The two academies gathered together and attacked the Jonny Academy, giving examples and quoting the words of the strong. Soon, the students of Jonny College were defeated.

Through the final fierce competition, Deng Xiaoxu won the victory.

Deng Xiaoxu smiled slightly, held his head high, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, with indescribable arrogance.

The vice presidents of Zi Anguo and Feng Wu had ugly faces and frowned slightly.

In the second piano skills competition, as expected, Yan Ji of Feng Wu won the first place.

The vice president of the Feng Dance Academy finally showed a faint smile.

Vice Dean Fengchen glanced at him with disdain. muttered in his mouth: "The next game is not our dusty world."

Zi Anguo's brows were furrowed, and his heart was full of worry.

The swordsmanship competition came as promised, Deng Xiaoxu fought with his sword, and the students of Feng Wu and Zhongni Academy were not his triad enemies, and they were quickly defeated.

The vice president of Fengchen Academy was overjoyed, but the deans of the other two colleges were sad.

Deng Xiaoxu looked at the thousands of students of Zhongni Academy with disdain, and waved his sword. He shouted defiantly: "Zhongni Academy is nothing more than that, it is really a waste of fame. But there are still people who come to power and fight."

The students of Jonny Academy glared angrily, but they were not strong enough, and they could only be humiliated when they came to power. They are full of remorse and resentment that they didn't work hard enough.

The students of the fifteenth class of the third year looked at Jing Yao in puzzlement, why they stopped themselves.

Jing Yao smiled faintly and said, "Go ahead, if you win." Once Jackie Chan, once Phoenix. ”

All the students of the 15th class of the third year stepped forward without fear.

When Deng Xiaoxu saw it, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said, "None of you can do it, you are going to come to the wheel war."

Shen Manni said calmly: "Please remember, your opponent is from the fifteenth class of the third year, and there are forty students in the class, you can choose." As long as you win one, you win."

Deng Xiaoxu was angry, and said angrily: "You are too self-righteous, since you are their head, you and I will have a try, and if you lose, don't say that I am bullying women."

All the students in Class 15 of the third year laughed.

After the two sides settled, the deans of the three colleges had different thoughts.

Zi Anguo has a lot of thoughts in his heart, and he doesn't know if Jing Yao, who is both civil and military, can bring him new hope. It's just that it's only been more than a month, and those students can grow to such a height, and he has no bottom in his heart.

Shen Manni reversed the weakness of the girl, showed her body skills, and continued to attack Deng Xiaoxu with a narrow sword.

Deng Xiaoxu was secretly frightened, he didn't expect this girl to be so powerful, wielding a giant sword to resist the attack of the narrow sword.

It's a pity that Shen Manni's offensive is endless, and her moves are strange and changeable.

Deng Xiaoxu was put to his throat with a narrow sword by Shen Manni, he frowned and lowered his noble head. Muttered: "I lost".

A deafening cry erupted from the Jonny Academy, they needed victory, they needed to vent.

Zi Anguo also showed a hearty smile that he had not seen for a long time. So that Jing Yao was the only person on the field with a calm face.

Although the students of the third and fifteenth classes won the competition, they were not happy, and they all looked at Jing Yao deeply.

In order to give Jing Yao a full score exam paper before parting, the big man spoke loudly and said, "You think one is good, how good you think, then please use one leg, walk on multiple legs."

The little mouse walked up to a guqin, stroked it a few times, and adjusted the strings.

After a while, the melodious sound of the piano sounded, and gradually, people seemed to enter a dream world. The birds in the sky were also hovering above Xiao Shu's head, gathering more and more, like ten thousand birds coming to court.

As soon as the piano sounded, the flock of birds dispersed, but all kinds of animals swarmed in the distance, surrounding the entire Chungni Academy.

The crowd was unconscious, still immersed in the melodious sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano turned again, and people seemed to see the reluctance to part. A faint sentimentality filled the audience. Some even couldn't stop crying.

Jing Yao's eyes were closed, and his mood was complicated.

After the piano was finished, the teachers and students of Fengchen Academy and Fengwu Academy left without interest. It's boring to stay any longer.

In this small competition, who loses and who wins, it is not yet known, and it no longer matters. It is important to note that among the three Imperial Academies there is a legend of fifteen classes in three years.

This is like a corner forgotten and spurned by the vast universe, no matter at any time, the light cannot shine into, only the darkness that seeps into your heart is your only companion.

The cold wind is blowing, and if there is any wind and grass, you will be entangled like a thousand years of ghosts.

An old man and a young man sit on a bonfire, briefly illuminating the small mountain in front of them. Ruins and broken walls, rocks everywhere. Two small wooden houses made of bamboo can be seen in the distance.

The two of them ate unknown meat in their mouths, but it was not roasted by the fire, but was torn alive. Bloodshot on the flesh is faintly visible.

But the two of them seemed to be unaware of it, and ate with relish.

The young man took a few bites and put down the meat in his hand. He asked respectfully: "Master, the blood-colored mandala and the dripping flower are rare treasures. Are you sure you want to give her a new lease of life"?

The old man sighed and said, "She learned "Nine Shadows Devouring Immortals" by chance, and she will be your junior sister in the future." Besides, she has the body of the Nine Shadows, do you know how many of them have this kind of physique since the beginning of Hongmeng"?

The old man paused for a moment and said lightly: "There are only a handful, and the old decay is just a nine-and-a-half body."

The young man was shocked, the master was a great supernatural power, and he was not even the body of the Nine Shadows. So how high can she reach in the future?

"Master, you are so powerful, it may be difficult for the Seven Realms and Six Realms to have an opponent. Why do you prefer to stay on top of the Nine Nether Realms?" The young man was very puzzled, and he had never left this mountain since he had followed the old man.